𝖑𝖊𝖌𝖆𝖈𝖎𝖊𝖘||𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖔𝖘

0.7

nov 11 2002 - nov 12 2002

The alarms were blaring as Nakia ran around, yawning. Ben had woken her up about ten minutes ago informing her of the mission. Now she scrambled to get the rest of her siblings. As she ran past Klaus's room she heard his voice.

"Oh," Klaus soothed, as he jumped on his bed. "Dear sister, would you mind?"

Nakia rolled her eyes walking into the room.

"Shouldn't you be meeting up with the old bastard,"

"Please," Klaus pleaded. "I'm so bored."

Nakia smirked, then pointed her finger shooting a flame from her fingertip. She looked over at Klaus who was filled with joy.

"Oh joy," he said as he jumped. "Say, how's your dreamy beau doing?"

Nakia's face turned tomato red as she turned around and stuck up her middle finger. Klaus laughed, mumbling a quick 'love you too.'

As she walked the halls, Nakia thought about her encounters with Ophelia. After about a couple of months of visiting her through dreams, they had concluded that she couldn't help Ophelia leave without Nakia being there physically. They also had no idea where Ophelia was. It was mind baffling. She decided to keep her dream talks with Ophelia away from her family, mainly because she didn't need another reason for her family to think she was crazy. She didn't even know if her dream girl was real. Was she going crazy?

She also didn't know how Klaus knew. She never even told Vanya or Ben. But, Nakia had fallen asleep in his room a week ago. Klaus told her she was giggling and smiling like an idiot. Her face grew even redder at the thought.

While having a mental breakdown in her mind, she walked past Vanya's room to see her playing the violin. She waved, to which Vanya didn't see. She shrugged and walked off. Weird. A couple of months ago, if Vanya didn't wave back she'd just stare until she did. Strange, maybe we just hang out too much.

Lost in her thoughts, she ran into Allison.

"Coming through! Come on, Luther!"

"Behind you," Luther answered.

She scoffed as Luther ran past, loud enough for him to hear. She was so petty. She loved that about herself. Again she walked into someone else, her father.

"How will the Umbrella Academy ever become an effective crime deficient if we can't leave the house on time for missions," he glared at her before walking off.

Nakia did one of her famous eye rolls, one she saved especially for him. Maybe it's because the only one who gives a damn is just as demented as you.

"Come along, children! Come along!"

She sighed, following her father to the door. She saw Five who looked deep in thought. She caught up to him.

"Hey, Kia," Five greeted. "Sleep well?"

"Yeah," Nakia slurred. "Yeah, nice sleep."

Five smirked to himself, before getting pushed by a running Allison.

"I can't find my domino mask," Allison panted.

Grace walked up to her daughter, revealing the mask. She smiled at the twelve year old girl.

"It needed a little bit of TLC after the last mission,"

"Thanks, mom," she grinned.

"Ready to go," Luther asked holding out his hand.

"Yeah," she grunts, taking his hand.

Nakia and Five rolled their eyes as they ran by them. Nakia gagged, causing Five to chuckle.